Mei-Shun found, the Spanish test, Evaluación del Conocimiento de la Lengua Española expected to be held in October. The one in June was also canceled because of the novel coronavirus, let this student (a bit lazy) have extra time to prepare. Well, does it mean she can spend more time with Ms. Piano? Of course not. The radio program would go ahead, so would her own study on a textbook.
July would be finished up with today, expecting the most torrid month from tomorrow. However, rain continues to make the field of Mei-Shun’s horsey riding club a wide rice paddy. She enjoyed dancing with Princess Maria and Mr. Tea Time yesterday, perspired and refreshed after as long as 2 weeks. Yet a scale at home let her know that no bag of sugar had gone during above period.
Ms. Scarlet has been hit in the left rear tyre for several times so far by Mei-Shun. Now it came at last: a scar reached breaking point with a weird, dull sound. She continued to drive toward the nearest station to pick up Shin. The wife is normally dull at any trouble on a car, yet recognized rattling noise started just after the couple met. The husband immediately told her to stop, made first-aid by following one.
Mei-Shun is used to 日高昆布, dried kelp grown in Hokkaido, for miso soup. However, her favorite net shop runs out of this breed these days. She therefore tried 利尻昆布, from another city in the same prefecture. To her astonishment, much of that fermented soybean paste is trapped by stronger viscosity of the latter. Saltiness is released after a night, contracts her tongue and eyes in the morning.
Mei-Shun froze when she found her marriage ring has no diamond. She recognized it was not so stable on a hole of platinum from a few years before, yet might be too optimistic. Actually, Shin also lost his sapphire a decade ago. Now that both of the couple let their respective stones start on a journey, they must choose another design aiming at their silver wedding anniversary.
… a cotton candy, yet just a little crispy one this morning. Mei-Shun felt a bit tired because she cleaned up the eastern terrace and roof floor yesterday. Typhoon Faxai hit Chiba Prefecture seriously, while forced her a back-stiffening labor to remove fallen gingko leaves from around plugholes. She thought it deserves that fluffy sweets stored in the refrigerator.
It rained all through yesterday. Mei-Shun found a window in the kitchen dropping tears from above — just like the one beside a shower room 3 weeks before. It suddenly began to beat tissue-box ducky, shocked and made her rush to the lavatory. Oh, the other was safe, peacefully dry thanks to her labor in cleaning up the roof floor. Well, where is your pool? It seems small since you stopped weeping in 5 minutes.
Both Shin and Mei-Shun deserved drops from the ceiling. It was caused by flood on the roof floor. Drain was clogged by dust which came from vegetable pots the former set there years before, while the latter never cleaned up. Since they were made of paper, broken little by little with rainwater and snow, spreading filled soil. It crawled into corners to work as plugs, yet removed by a kind repairer.
Mei-Shun was astonished when she found a drop of her thumb size, from above. It is a long window beside a shower room that has become a tap. To tell the truth, she already recognized a narrow stream on the left side of its frame, on snowy days so far. However, this morning saw another on the right side and — on the top as well. Since humid season soon comes, she must make a good preparation.
Mademoiselle Vert, it might be better that Mei-Shun stops bringing you beside her pillow at night. Actually on holidays, she often sleep twice in the morning. Her first job is to open the door of Mikan-chan’s cage. After cleaning and feeding, she takes care of herself, puts several curlers on hair. Such items or ponytails could be a weapon for fragile flowers.